Tokyo works in a way that seems consistent with my own temperament, so things make sense to me. This time I feel even more comfortable than last year here, and the thought of spending more time in Tokyo is compelling.
When I lived in the Pacific Northwest, everyone complained about the rain, but I never thought it was bad when I was in Seattle, and I wondered if it was just a way to keep a rapidly growing area from growing too rapidly ... just tell everyone it rains too much.
Everyone in Tokyo says it's too crowded, but like I wrote last year, every system seems to be robust or "over designed" enough to handle snafus or an occasional surge in volume. On my way to Ueno in the morning yesterday I barely managed to get into a subway car before the doors closed, and once they were closed it was clear that not a single human body could be added into that space ... we were that close together.
And as I was standing there trying to breathe and letting the claustrophobia sink in, and as all these jostling bodies were speeding forward, my single thought became ... try not to think about the two egg mcmuffins niku nashi ni I just consumed a little too quickly.
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